Mr. Spears Rocks (Mr. Spears)

Yeeeeyah booooy-eeeee! Where you at now haters? Know what I'm sayin? Now that my boy K-Fed has unleashed his dope rhymes on your untalented, not-screwing-Britney, working for a living, simple-ass asses, it's time to represent, haters, so where you at, yo?

You knew my man K-Fed was gonna bring it hard, like only a kept man, former backup dancer, and white-guy-with braids whose wife bought him a recording studio can BRING IT. And bring it hard he does. Like Vanilla hard. I'm talking Timberlake hard, G.

BACK UP DANCER HARD.

I know y'all haters is hard to please so it's a good thing my boy has a chance to unleash da skillz with his new dope single "Popozao." Yeeeeeyah booooy-eeee, that's Popozao, which means something Brazilian and about asses. When you be rollin like my boy, you like them Brazilian asses, or at least, when your wife is all knocked up and bloated with your baby and all that, know what I'm sayin, you gotta hit some of that Popozao. Word. Talk about keepin it real. Asses. Brazilian asses, yo. Popozao!

Not only that, but check the video here for a clip of my boy showing us all how to appreciate his own lyrical skillz.

Watch the head nod. Watch the hand bob. See the self-satisfied smile of the true pimp. Listen to the beatz that your nephew could have programmed in his iMac in about five minutes. Watch my boy yell "that's fire!" like he's personally getting in line behind Paris Hilton and "that's hot." Watch him rock his own self with the worst song you've ever heard. That's how a pimp keeps it real, yo.

And if you don't know, now you know.